Introduction:

“Ha ha, very funny. It’s just not time. I’m not ready for this.” I said walking into my room.

Randy got up and followed me in. “Well, I guess that means it was a date. Did you at least have a good time?” he asked as I had my back to him and sat on my bed exposing my face. “Oh Zac, what’s wrong?” Randy saw a tear run down my face and immediately came to my side and put an arm around my pulling me to his shoulder.

I began to cry as he held me, “I just can’t do it.”

“Do what buddy?”

“I can’t fall in love.”

“It was just one date Zac, he’s not asking you to fall in love with him. It’s just a date.”

“I can’t do this.”

“Do what?” Randy was trying to get clear answers as I just gave tear filled, one-sentence responses.

“I can’t be with him.”

“Ok, if you didn’t like him then that’s ok. It’s not worth crying over.”

“I did like him. I really liked him.” I cried huffing in air after each sentence. I felt like a little kid crying about a scrape, but I couldn’t help whimpering. “He was sweet, and nice, and romantic. He was caring and said it was” paused again to catch my breath “ok if it was too soon and he could wait and be” caught my breath “friends until I am ready.”

“That’s great. He sounds like a really good guy. So what’s the problem?”

“Shawn!” I raised my voice. “I loved Shawn and he broke my heart. I can’t do this again.”

“Oh Zac” Randy took a deep breath hugged me and guided me off his shoulder. “Look at me” I wiped my eyes and looked at him. “You deserve someone who is deserving of you. Shawn didn’t deserve you. Anyone who can do what he did doesn’t deserve to be with you. I know you loved him, but he’s not worth this. You deserve to find someone and be with someone. You don’t need to marry this guy, but if you like him you shouldn’t be afraid to give him a chance.”

“What if he leaves me? What if he cheats on me?” tears began to flow again.

Randy wiped my eyes, “You can’t think like that.”

“But what if he does?”

“If he does then I will be here for you like I always have been. I’m not going anywhere. I love you and I’m here to pick up the pieces anytime you fall. But you have got to move on. You can’t just dwell on Shawn the rest of your life and let him ruin any shot at loving someone else. Besides, it’s not fair for you to judge this guy without letting him prove himself.”

“I know. You’re right, but I just can’t do it right now. I’m not ready.” I laid down on my bed now. I steadied my breathing and was mostly done crying.

“Ok, if you’re not ready then that’s fine. Just make sure you keep in touch with this guy and let him know that. When you’re ready you can try again. Either with this guy or another guy, but you have to move on eventually.”

A couple months went by and we were into the spring semester. I had been hanging out with Logan from time to time and kept in touch.

Logan is 24, buzzed light brownish hair with red blended in. He has a bit of scruffy red facial hair that goes from his sideburns all the way across; not too thick and is scruffy but also looks soft. He has blue eyes and his complexion is slightly red like he is always blushing a bit. He has a bit o a tan so he doesn’t look beat red or anything but there is a slight red tint to his skin. He is about 6 feet tall and is a little on the pudgy side. He’s not fat by any means and I wouldn’t even say that he’s over weight, just not thin. He’s pudgy in a cute way. He is insanely polite, a true gentleman. His accent is Irish but also sounds British in many ways and even sounds more British at times and has started to blend some American in. He obviously is a quick learner since he has already picked up American slang in his conversation, but for the most part his language sounds British.

“Hey Logan, what’s up?” Randy asked when he answered the door.

“Hi Randy, how are you? Is Zac here?” Logan asked.

“Good, uh yeah, is he expecting you?” Randy asked.

“It’s cool Randy. Come on in Logan, what brings you here?” I chimed in from the living room.

“Hi Zac,” I love his accent, he says my name like Zawc instead of Zac, “Umm, can I speak with you for a moment?”

“Yeah, what’s up?”

Logan was sitting in the chair while I was on the couch. He put his elbows on his knees and looked a little nervous or uneasy. “Zac, I can’t stop thinking about you. Every time we go out as friends I want more. I want to hold you. You’re amazing.” I started to say something but he cut me off, “Please, just let me finish. I know you said you aren’t ready to date and I respect that, but I need to let you know how I feel. I love being your friend, but can’t go a day without thinking about you and I can’t help but want more. I want to be with you all the time. Sometimes it hurts. I don’t mean to say I love you or anything that serious, but I do care for you and want the chance to date you. I’ll wait longer if that’s what you need, but I had to let you know how I feel.” He paused, “That’s it. That’s all I wanted to say.”

“I really like you and I have been taking my time before dating again, but maybe it’s time. I’d love to go out with.” I said and his eyes lit up.

Logan smiled the most adorable smile, “That’s great!” He exhaled in relief, “Ummm how about tonight. I can pick you up at seven? Is that too soon?”

“No, tonight’s great.” We stood up and I walked him to the door.

“See you tonight.” He hesitated for a second then moved in and kissed me on the cheek before smiling and walking out to his car.

“Well, that had to be the sweetest thing I think I’ve ever seen.”

“How long have you been standing there?” I asked.

“Pretty much the whole time.” Randy said with a grin. “So you’re going out with the European dreamboat?”

“Yes. It’s just a date. We’ll see if it’ll work out.”

“Well you know him pretty well. Do you think it’ll work?”

“I don’t know. If he’s as sweet a boyfriend as he is a friend then yeah, I think it could.”

“Sure, uh Zac I’ll be just a second. You can wait in my car if you’d like.” Logan said as Zac nodded and walked to Logan’s car. “What’s up Randy?”

“I just wanted to tell you that Zac has been through a hard time after his last relationship. He’s vulnerable and I don’t want to see him in any more pain. So if you hurt him, I will kick your ass.”

“Randy, I’m Irish. You don’t want to pick a fight with me. However, I understand where you’re coming from. I care very much for Zac as do you. I wouldn’t dream of hurting him and if I ever do cause him pain, I’ll let you kick my ass.”

Randy smiled, “Alright. Take care of him. See you when you guys get back.”

“I thought we’d go out to eat then perhaps go to a movie. Just a nice simple date to start.”

“Sounds great.”

We went out and had a good time at dinner. I was still reserved about dating. I was terrified actually. I liked him; I really liked him, but I loved Shawn. Maybe this wasn’t what I wanted. Maybe Logan would cheat, maybe he would just want to sleep with me and be done, maybe he wanted to get really serious really fast and I end up getting hurt again.

He clearly noticed my reservations about dating him. We had fun at dinner and we talked about family, friends, interests. He’s a big football fan, only real football and not American football. He likes American football as well but made a point to say real or American because he was very opposed to saying soccer. He also likes other sports and we shared that as well as interest in movies and some music. He was out to his friends for the most part and his sister but not his brother, parents, or the rest of his family. They are very Irish and very Catholic so he’s afraid to tell them just yet.

After dinner we went to a movie and he held my hand through a lot of it. It felt really good to be held or even touched in an affectionate way again. I never felt affectionate or romantic with any of the guys since Shawn. They were just sex. Holding hands doesn’t seem like much, but just the simple touch of another man is a lot.

After the movie he drove me home. It was about 11 at night and he parked his car. “I had a really good time tonight. Did you?”

“Yeah, it was fun.”

“You seemed a little uneasy. Like you are still unsure. It’s ok if you are-“

“No, I mean yeah.” I cut him off, “I still feel a little weird, but it’s got nothing to do with you.”

“Alright then. Do you want to talk about it? I don’t want to make you upset, but maybe if you talk about how you’re feelin’ you might feel better or at least I’d know what’s going on so I can try to make you feel a bit better.”

I had no intention of talking to him about how I was feeling or what I was thinking, but he was so sweet and so charming I just started to spill, “Well it’s mainly Shawn, my ex. I’m not still in love with him. Maybe I am a little, but it’s nothing to worry about. I want nothing to do with him.” I was rambling pretty quick.

“Woah, slow down. What happened with him? I know he cheated, but what happened?”

“Well, we lived together for a year. Half way through living together he reconnected with an old friend. One week, I went to see a friend during break and Shawn and his friend slept together. I came back and he told me and Randy and I moved out. That’s basically what happened with that.”

“I’m really sorry” He held my hand as he talked, “So is he all that’s bothering you?”

“No, he’s not the problem. It’s what he did and what I did after.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well I kinda told you before that I had a rough time after we broke up.” I paused. “After I left Shawn, I was in bad shape and started sleeping around. I was with a lot of guys to just feel good, but none ever did.” I had tears developing in my eyes. “Randy stopped me as I was getting out of control, got me tested a few times since and made sure I didn’t sleep with anyone and luckily I didn’t catch anything. I must sound like a total loser slut.”

“No, not at all. You were hurt and you lost it for a bit. So that’s what’s bugging you?”

“Yeah, I guess I’m just scared of what this means.” As I said that I motioned my hand to show that ‘this’ meant the two of us.

“Zac, I don’t know what hell you went through being cheated on. I also have no idea what hell you went through after with those other guys. What I do know is that it only makes you human.” He paused for a second. “I’m not Shawn, and I’m not those other guys. I understand that you don’t want to get hurt and I promise you I will do everything I can to make sure THAT doesn’t happen. I would never dream of hurting you, I would never ever cheat, and I’m not interested in sleeping with you and leaving.” He pulled my hand slightly to get me to make eye contact. “I really like you and I’d like to see if this can work. I don’t want meaningless sex or a casual fling or something. When I’m with a man, I want to be truly with him. I’d like to see you and find out if we could be together. I have no intention of getting physical until we know we can be together and really work. I don’t want to use you or hurt you. If this is too soon then I’ll wait. If you need time, you’ve got it. It’ll take everything I’ve got to endure it, but I’ll wait for whenever you’re ready.”

As he was saying all this, I felt calm and the fear of getting hurt faded. He didn’t want to hurt me and I believed he wouldn’t. Maybe it wouldn’t work, but he made me feel like no matter what happens, it won’t end badly. As he continued talking and told me he’d wait for me to be ready, something just came over me and I just said it, “Kiss me.”

“What?”

“Kiss me.”

“Are you sure? I thought you were worried-“

“I am, but not about you. I wanna try this. I wanna see if we work. Kiss me.”

He put his left hand on the side of my head and face and guided me toward him. He met my lips with his and kissed me softly. His lips were soft and sweet.

He broke away from me after maybe ten seconds of kissing. “How about I walk you inside.”

“Ok” I replied softly.

We got to my apartment door, “I’ll call you tomorrow?”

“Alright”

He put his hand on my face and neck and kissed me again briefly, “Goodnight Zac” he said with a smile and walked back to his car.

Two weeks went by and we were now on our fifth date. He made us a romantic dinner at his apartment. He was living in a cramped one bedroom, but he didn’t have to worry about a roommate. After dinner we sat on his couch and watched TV. We cuddled on the couch for a little while before we began to kiss. His facial hair was scruffy but still soft and insanely sexy. As we kissed, my hand bean to wander. I felt his arms and back, his chest and gradually I moved my hand to the crotch of his jeans.

He stopped kissing and pulled my hand up to his shoulder and away from his pants. “Not yet,” he whispered.

“Why not? Don’t you want me?”

“I absolutely want you. I just don’t want to rush things.”

“We’re not rushing.”

He sat up and started to explain, “I haven’t been with a man in over a year. The last guy I slept with ended things because it was too fast. We had just met and hit it off. I didn’t know him that well but we ended up sleeping together and the next day he says he doesn’t think we can work, that we got physical too fast and that it couldn’t work out. I felt disgusting. I felt used and dirty. It would have been one thing if we both planned on just some fling but he made me feel like we had a real possibility to be together.”

“I’m not that guy, just like you aren’t Shawn. You know I’m not going to leave you.”

“I know, but after that I made the decision to make sure I was in a serious committed relationship before going to bed with another man.” He waited a second, “How about this. We wait two more weeks and five more dates. If we are committed and serious still then we can talk about taking the relationship to the next level. Is that ok?”

“Yeah” I smiled, “That sounds great. You’re so amazing.”

Logan laughed, “Why’s that?”

“You’re sweet and romantic and you really care about making everything perfect.” We smiled and went back to cuddling and watching TV before I went home for the night.

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A week later I got another set of test results in the mail. Clean and clear and since it’d been over 6 months since having sex and had had several tests I was assured that there was nothing to be found. Logan decided that he would also be tested just to be safe and assure me that he was just as clean.

“So another week huh?” Randy asked from the kitchen. I had just woken up and walked out of my room.

“What?” I asked back as I plopped on the couch, legs crossed, and turned on the TV.

“Until you and Logan get your freak on.” Randy said with a devious laugh.

I rubbed my eyes and shook my head, “Whatever perv.”

“Hey I’m not the one hangin around in my underwear.” Randy replied taking a seat on the couch.

“I just got up, give me a break.”

“Just sayin. It’s almost noon.”

“I got home late.”

“Yeah and who were you with?”

“Logan” I answered with a smile.

“Hence the question, you have just one more week, right?” Randy smiled as he had maneuvered his way to winning the discussion.

“Yeah”

“You goin to his place or ours? Cuz I’ve gotten used to the quite at night.”

“I don’t know. We aren’t even necessarily going to have sex. We are just going to discuss it then.”

“Yeah right, you two have been dating three weeks and have been hanging out for two and a half months before that. If you manage not to sleep with him next week then I’ll pay you fifty bucks.”

“I’m not gonna bet you fifty bucks I won’t have sex with Logan.”

“Oh, no bet. I’m so sure you’re gonna sleep with him that I’ll pay you fifty if you don’t and we’re all even if you do. But I know you will.”

“You think real highly of my self control.” I said sarcastically.

“Well, I’ve known you long enough to know that as long as you like the guy and want in his pants, if he’ll let you, your getting in his pants.”

“Great, my best friend thinks I’m a slut.”

“Woah, I never said that. I know what you like and I know that you like Logan. And yeah you also like sex.” Randy laughed. My cell phone started ringing Logan’s ringtone, It’s Gotta Be You by the Backstreet Boys, and I jumped up to go answer it. “Wow, that is officially the gayest ringtone ever.” Randy laughed, “Tell Logan I say hi and put some clothes on.”

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“Hi” Logan said as I opened the door.

“Wow, you look great. Uh, should I change?”

“No, you look perfect.”

Logan was wearing a nice blue button down shirt with a black and navy tie. His hair looked wet like he must have put gel in it though it. He had buzzed hair so he couldn’t do anything with it but simply make it look wet and spiked. He looked incredible. I was just wearing a polo and khakis. It was a nice polo sure but I looked like crap compared to him.

“So where are we going that you’re looking so nice?”

“Dinner and a movie” He answered.

I was confused by the answer but especially when we pulled into the same restaurant we went to on our first date, “So does this mean we are going to the same movie too?” I asked jokingly.

“No, but the same theater. I figured it’s our one month anniversary, why not mirror our first date?”

“You may just be the sweetest guy in the world.”

“I doubt that, but I do what I can.” Logan smiled as we walked into the restaurant.

We had a great dinner and went to a movie where Logan held my hand the whole time. After the movie we got out around 11 PM and went back to his apartment.

Before he unlocked his door he stopped, held my hand and looked at me. “Zac, I’d like you to spend the night with me. We don’t have to get physical if you don’t want to, but It’d mean a lot if you’d stay here tonight.”

I smiled, “I’d love to.”

We went inside and into his bedroom. I sat on the bed and faced him with my arms toward him to welcome him in. He dimmed the lights and closed the door before walking to the side of the bed and kissed me.

I loosened his tie and began to unbutton his shirt. I got it mostly undone when he lifted off my shirt and began kissing my neck. With one hand he braced himself and the other he guided my back to the bed. Leaning over me he continued kissing my neck and I undid the last buttons of his shirt. He stood up and removed the shirt and tossed it to the side with his tie. He then removed his undershirt.

Logan had a strong thick frame. He had strong pec muscles and strong arms but not ripped nor extremely large. He was strong but pudgy like I had noticed before. Now I could see he was not tubby or fat as I could see where his muscles were but he had some thickness added to him so he was I suppose, stocky. He had short hair in the middle of his chest and a little bit just above each nipple. His hair was red-brown but more brown by his nipples and pits and more red on his chest and under his naval.

He kicked off his shoes and lifted each of my legs and removed mine. He leaned back over me and began kissing me again. I reached down and undid his belt. He unbuttoned my pants and pulled them off of me. I climbed up into bed and he undid his pants and joined me.

He crawled on top of me kissing me as our hands explored each other’s bodies. I rolled him over and kissed down his neck. I moved slowly to kissing his chest and to his left nipple. Licking it softly flicking it with my tongue. His breathing became steep and I proceeded to kiss down his chest and stomach while rubbing his body with my right hand and his boxer-briefs with my left. I kissed down to his waistband where my chin was being poked. I lifted the waistband and lowered it revealing his around six to seven inches surrounded by shortly cut red-brown hair.

I slid his boxer-briefs down his thighs with my left hand while resting my right hand on his stomach. I lowered myself to the base of his penis and ran my tongue up to the tip before engulfing his thick cock making Logan breathe audibly and moan softly. I rolled my tongue around the head and bobbed my head slightly for a while and his moans and pants got louder and steeper.

He grunted and bent his legs slightly making me pull away. He immediately brought me back up to him and on my back. He began kissing me deeply as he kicked off his underwear. “God I want you” He panted.

“You’ve got me,” I panted back.

“I’ve got condoms over here somewhere.” He scrambled to his bedside drawers.

I put my hand on his back “Don’t bother.”

“Are you sure?” he looked back at me.

“Yeah, fuck me.” I panted nodding my head.

He returned to me, kissed me while sliding my underwear down. He got up to his knees and pulled my underwear off and I moved my legs to his sides. He kissed my stomach and down to my penis. He began to suck me as I dropped my head back and relaxed my arms over my head and at my sides. He then lifted my legs up raising my hips from the bed. I then felt his tongue across my hole. I moaned and closed my eyes as his tongue probed around my ass. He spit once and rolled his tongue around my hole once more. He got back up to his knees and lifted my legs pulling me to him. My hips were resting on his legs as he entered me slowly. The tip of his cock was inside me as I grunted and wrapped my legs around his waist.

“Are you alright?” He asked.

“Uhhh, yeah” I panted.

He pushed his hips forward slowly as I felt him get deeper inside of me. It felt tighter and more painful than with a condom since a condom has lube. It also felt more exciting. He was fully inside me and leaned forward to kiss me. We kissed briefly, he sat up and moved his hips back and forth. I grunted with every slow thrust. He gradually thrust faster and my panting increased with him.

He lifted my left leg up to his shoulder giving him more room to move. I continued moaning with every thrust and his left hand began to pump my cock. Sweat was building on his body and mine. He panted and turned me on my side. He came out f me and turned me to my stomach. He moved up onto me and returned inside of me. I turned my head to the side where we kissed as he slid in and out of me. He then held himself up hovering over my back and thrust fast and faster. I moaned louder and louder with every thrust.

Grunting into his pillow I felt myself being pushed to the edge. “I’m gonna cum” I moaned.

“Alright, I’m almost there.” Logan grunted back.

We turned to the side and Logan continued thrusting inside me as I began jacking myself. He wrapped his arm around my stomach pulling me into him. I pushed myself onto him back and forth. He put his head near mine, kissed my neck, and rested his chin on my shoulder. His scruffy cheek against my neck, It felt amazing. The combination of him being inside of me, his arm around me, his soft/scruffy face against mine; I couldn’t contain myself. It was ecstasy. I grunted hard and cum began to pour out of me onto his bed. As I was cumming he kissed my neck softly and then thrust fast in and out, in and out, grunted and thrust hard inside and I felt his hot cum unload inside of me. He thrust a few more times; each time more cum flowed inside of me.

He remained inside of me momentarily as we relaxed and caught our breathe. His head rest on mine. I put my left hand up on the side of his face stroking his scruff and guiding him to my lips where we kissed again and again.

We got up and went into his bathroom and into the shower to rinse off. We returned to bed and got under the sheets. We left the blankets at our waste exposing our upper bodies as we were still breathing fairly heavy and sweating lightly. We proceeded to make out holding each other’s naked bodies. Eventually calming down, I rolled over and began to go to sleep. Logan laid his head next to mine, his chin and cheek against the back of my neck, arm holding my, and our legs tangled. I took my left hand and hugged his arm clasping his fingers in mine and faded off to sleep.

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“What’s this?” Randy asked as I had tossed a 50-dollar bill in his lap on my way to my room.

“You won.”

“It wasn’t a bet, this just means I don’t owe YOU anything.”

“Go ahead and keep it, it was worth it.” I smiled and closed the door as Randy laughed and I took a shower and got dressed.

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Randy and I finished up our third year and Logan finished his first year of grad school. We were all renewing our leases so no moving. We could relax a bit for the summer and just work some part time jobs. We all picked up some extra hours but still mostly part time. Logan did go to mostly full time though.

It was mid June and things were going great. Logan and I had been dating for over three months and Randy was seeing a girl named Katie.

I was hanging out with Randy and some friends outside our apartment by the park. Logan walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me “Hey gorgeous” he said with a hug.

“Awww I need an English boyfriend” Laura said.

“He’s Irish” Randy argued.

“Both are sexy” Katie replied.

“Hey, what’s that supposed to mean” Randy asked.

“Don’t worry, this one’s taken and you’re all I need hun.” Katie smiled.

“Well thank you ladies. I am Irish but I suppose my time in England has made my accent more English than Irish. Can I borrow Zac from you all for a moment?” Logan asked as he pulled me aside when they smiled and nodded.

“What’s up babe?” I asked.

He walked me across the park away from everybody and we sat on a bench. “Next month I’m going home for a couple weeks to see my family and friends.”

“That’s great.”

“There’s more. I’d like you to come with me.”

I didn’t say anything. I was a little in shock I just managed to get out “uhhhhhh”

“I bought you a ticket and I can return it if you don’t want to, but I’d really like you to come with me. It’s only a couple of weeks. We can get a hotel and I can show you Ireland and we can go to London for a few days too.” He paused. “You don’t want to. I’m sorry I brought it up. It was stupid.”

“No no no, it’s great. I’d love to. I’m just surprised is all.” I quickly assured him before he got upset. I really did want to go. I had just never been to Europe and I didn’t expect him to buy me a ticket and everything.

“Really?”

“Yes, I’d love to go with you.” I smiled.

“Alright then.” He looked concerned.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing wrong.” He paused. “There’s just one more thing. I planned on telling my parents and brutha that I’m gay.”

“Oh” I got a little worried as well.

“I don’t have to tell them if you would feel uncomfortable, but I think it would make me feel better to have you there with me.”

“No, you should tell them. I guess I’ll just feel a little weird. I’m not gonna get yelled at or something, right?”

“No, my mum doesn’t yell at all and my da is really mellow.” He paused.

“And your brother”

“We may need to bring my sista along for him. He won’t hurt you or anything, but he might get a bit worked up.”

“Ok” I took a deep breath and nodded my head. I smiled, “Let’s do it. As long as you’re there I’ll be fine and I want to be there for you when you tell them.”

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Logan had requested off work long in advance. I got off because plenty of people are looking for just summer jobs so I was told that I may not get many hours when I get back until the end of summer.

We arrived in England and then to Ireland. I was nervous and Logan was even worse. We weren’t going to tell his parents right away. First just meet them and let them catch up and then we’d go out and tell his brother first.

“Logan my luv!” His mom squealed.

“Hey mum.” He replied as she gave him a big hug.

“Come in, come in. Who’s this?”

“This is Zac.”

“Nice to meet you ma’am” I said with a smile.

“Lovely to meet you too. Logan you should’ve told me you were bringing a friend. We’ve been painting in the house and you were going to be on the couch. I don’t know where we’ll fit your friend.”

“No problem mum we actually have a hotel nearby.”

“Well alright then. At least let us help you pay for that.”

“Thanks mum.”

We went in and met his father and chatted for a while updating them on how he was doing in school and everything. His parents were extremely Irish and I had a hard time understanding them sometimes. His dad had more of a brownish shade of hair while his mom had very red hair. Logan clearly took after his dad.

We had dinner there and met his brother, Nathaniel or Nate, and his sister, Susan. Both of them take after their mother as they both had redder hair. After dinner we went out with Susan for a little while before going to the hotel to get over the flight. Susan was amazing; she asked me a thousand questions and gave me a huge hug. It felt good that she liked me since so far she was the only one in Logan’s life that knew we were together.

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The next morning I woke up refreshed but still not adjusted to the time change. Logan was still sleeping so I was content to lay there running my hand across his chest.

“Good morning” Logan said as he sort of woke up. He rubbed my back with one arm and closed his eyes again slowing getting the energy to get up.

I kissed him and then sucked on his earlobe for a moment. Then I crawled under the covers and slid his underwear down. I swallowed his semi hard cock that became fully erect quickly. As I bobbed my head I ran both hands up his body feeling his stomach, sides, and chest as he moaned quietly. After a few minutes of sucking he ran his right hand through my hair gently guiding my head up and down on him. He began pushing my head down further and I could feel the head of his cock push against the back of my throat causing him to moan louder. He forced me down further and faster as my hands rested on his stomach and chest. I played with his nipple with my right hand as he fucked my face. His hips started thrusting slightly and before long he grunted and he filled my mouth, his cum gushed down my throat. I swallowed shot after shot until he relaxed and finished. I kissed my way up to him. Now he was awake.

I straddled his waist kissing him while my left hand took care of my own hard on. I pumped quickly while Logan reached down grabbing my ass, spreading my cheeks and probing a finger inside. I couldn’t kiss him as I was now moaning so my face went to the side and I was cheek to cheek with him as his finger jetted in and out of my hole and I erupted on his stomach. I rolled off of him to his side panting.

“Alright just let me do the talking. I’ll try to tell him the best I can and my sista will help. We’ll try to tell him as easy as possible.” Logan said as we sat in a booth at a local restaurant. We were waiting for his brother and sister to join us for lunch.

“Ok, so I should say ‘hey Nate, did you know you’re brother eats my ass?’” I joked quietly.

Logan laughed while drinking his water and sprayed some water and immediately grabbed a napkin to wipe his face. “That is definitely out.”

Five minutes later they arrived and we ordered our lunch and talked for a little while. “Sorry again for being late. My bonehead friend Johnny held me up.”

“Oh, I had an ex named John.” I said. Logan hit my lightly under the table. I knew what I had said, but I thought maybe this was a good way to get the ball rolling.

“Wait, you had an EX named JON?” Nate asked for clarification and looked awkward.

“Uh, yeah.” I answered. Susan had a fun smile on her face like she was enjoying the soap opera that was about to unfold. Logan cleared his throat.

Logan was slumped in his seat and I held his hand tight under the table.

Susan jumped in recognizing Logan had shut down and didn’t know what to say, “Oh shut up you sodding idiot. You had no problem when Zac was gay and now you’re all worked up?” Susan was the definition of fiery redhead.

“Can you back off a second? Shit, I just need a minute.” Nate Shook his head and paused for a minute. “Alright, so my brutha’s gay.” He mumbled to himself.

“I’m the same person I always was.” Logan finally said.

“Logan, I love you. It doesn’t matter what you do are what you say, I’ll always love ya. This just isn’t something I expected.” He sighed and continued “Zac, I’m sorry if I offended you. As long as you make my brutha happy then you’re alright in my book.”

“That’s betta.” Susan said and patted his back. “So how long have you two been seeing eachother?”

“Little over four months.” Logan replied. He was relaxing now.

“Are you living together?” Nate asked.

“No, I live with my friend Randy.” I answered.

“I have my own place.” Logan added.

“And this Randy, is he gay too?” Nate asked.

“No, he’s straight.” I answered.

The lunch had a few more awkward questions but smoothed out and Nate lightened up. He was shocked and was understandably confused but seemed to legitimately be ok with us.

Susan and Nate were also very British sounding and I found out that they all went to high school in England for at least a couple years and have all picked up a blended accent.

I stood in the entrance to the living room with Susan close by and Nate not far either. Logan sat on a couch with his parents on the couch across from him. He had just told them and his mother and denied it. She was in tears and repeated it’s not true. We stood to the side so that they could talk but so we could still be there for Logan.

His father had a stone cold look on his face. I couldn’t tell if he was fuming inside or if he was daydreaming and didn’t even pay attention; there was no way to read the man.

His mother, in tears, spoke again very softly as I don’t think she had ever yelled in her life, “You’re not gay. You’re just confused. God doesn’t want this.”

“I’m not confused mum. I’m gay and Zac is my boyfriend. We’ve been dating for months.” His accent really started to come out when he was upset and saying ‘months’ sounded like ‘mumfs’.

“It’s just a phase; you’ll move on and find a nice girl.”

Logan stood up, upset from her disbelief, and replied, “It’s not a phase mum. I love ‘im”

“You what?” His mother asked just before his brother and I exclaimed the same question.

“Listen mum, this isn’t a phase and I’m not confused. I’m gay, I’ve always been gay, and I’m always gonna be gay. I love Zac and all I want is for you to accept that, but maybe you just can’t do that.” Tears rolled down Logan’s eyes as he walked out pulling me with him.

We made it out the door. Nate went with us and said he’d drive us. Susan was going to stay home and talk to their mom.

As we got out to Nate’s car, his dad came outside “Wait boys.”

“What da?”

“Come here, sit down.”

We walked to the porch and sat down together across from him while Nate stood against a post.

“Logan, you love this man?”

“Yes da.”

“Zac, you love my boy?”

“Yes sir.”

“Then love each other. You’re my son and you mean the world to me just like your brother and sister. It doesn’t matter what you do. I’ll always love you.” He paused as he reminded me a lot of how Nate reacted. “You were dealt a hard hand, born to love another man in a world that’ll have none of it. But you found someone you love and who loves you back. That’s all that really matters.” He took a deep breath. “I love you, your brother and sister love you, and your mother loves you. She’s just spent her whole life in that damn church and they’ve got her thinking that we can choose who we love, thinking some love is better than another. It’s ballsch (crap/bullshit). Here” he reached into his wallet and handed Logan a handful of money, “you boys were goin’ to London?”

“Yes, this weekend” Logan answered.

“Why don’t you boys go there now and stay for a while. Give your ma time to calm down and work this out. Have fun; take your brother. When you get back she’ll be settled down. If you need more money just give us a call.”

“Are you sure da?”

“Ya, go. You’re ma is only this upset because she loves you so much. If this were some other boy she wouldn’t care a bit. That’s how much she loves you. She just needs time to figure out that there’s nothin’ wrong. If Jaysus is any kind of decent God, he’d see that my son is one of the most beautiful, good, and loving people in the world and who he shares that love with is nothing to forsake him over.”

Logan’s dad stood up and gave him a hug, patted me on the back and sent us on our way.

We got in the car and as we started to pull away, Susan bolted out the front door and jumped in to join us “Let’s go boys! A week long party in London!” She exclaimed.

We laughed and Logan smiled a little but tears were still pouring down his face. I held him next to me with his back to my chest, my arms wrapped around him, and I wiped tears from his face.

“Logan, mum will get over it. She loves ya.” Susan said turned to the back seat.

“I know; it’s not just that.” Logan replied.

“Are you cryin too?” Susan asked Nate. I looked up to the rear view mirror and saw Nate had tears building in his eyes.

He quickly wiped his eyes, took a deep breath and denied it. “No, I’m not cryin’.”

“What did I miss?”

“Your dad gave his blessing in an amazing little speech. I’ll tell you later.” I answered.

“Our da? Gave a speech? Oh I’ve gotta hear this.” She laughed and crawled to the back seat with us.

“Hey, watch it! I’m drivin’!” Nate barked.

“Oh shut up and drive.” Susan barked back. “Logan, I talked to mum. She loves you. It’s just the church shat that she’s upset about. Hell, if da is so accepting then there’s nothing to be upset about.”

Logan smiled, “I’m not upset. I’m happy. Mum may need time but I’ve got you and Nate who accept and love me, da who surprised the hell out of me that he doesn’t care one bit and completely accepts us, and Zac.” He turned and looked at me, “I really do love you.”

I smiled, “I love you too.”

He put his right hand on the side of my face and kissed me.

“Hey, no snoggin in my car.” Nate chimed in.

“Oh shut up you wanker, it’s beautiful.” Susan lashed back reaching up and smacking him in the back of the head.

“Come on, those two get love and tears while I get hate and abuse.” Nate whined.

“Ha, so you were cryin!” Susan proclaimed.

“Whatever, he’s my brutha, aren’t I allowed to be happy for him?”

“Of course you are. You’re a sweet brutha and that’s why we love ya.” She replied, leaned forward and kissed his head.

“Likewise,” he shook my hand and looked back at Logan, “well congratulations. I had no idea you was gay. Who all have you told?”

“Uh, just about everybody now. My brutha and sis are over there grabbing a table with Dillon.”

“You told everybody! Well what the fuck?” He said upset but then smiled again, “How’d Dillon take it, you livin’ with him all that time and all?”

“Actually he already knew.”

“You fuckin ass!” he snarled and walked over to the table, “You known Logan were gay all this time and never told me, you fucking twat?”

I really loved the way they swore at each other. It just sounded so much better than calling someone a douche bag.

We had met up with a bunch of Logan’s old friends and classmates. They were all amazing about the news though some of them already knew. I was amazed that no one cared at all and most of them were really excited for him. Even I had some friends hesitate and a few people were turned off completely to the thought of ever speaking to me again.

It was great meeting his friends and family but it was crazy late and we went to check into our hotel.

“Well shit.” Nate muttered when we found out that their dad had booked only one room ahead of time while we made the trip.

“You can’t be too upset, da is paying for it all and he did call ahead so we’d get a room at all.” Susan said looking for the silver lining.

“Alright, I say I sleep with Logan and you sleep with Zac.” Nate said jumping on the far bed to claim it.

“No, you can sleep with Susan and I’ll sleep with Zac.” Logan corrected him.

“Listen, I’m happy for you so recognize that I’d be sayin’ the same thing if Susan was with some guy. I don’t want to hear you two snoggin’ and getting’ busy at any point while we stay here.” He conceded but had to lay out ground rules. “That means nothing goin on in the bed or in the loo.”

Neither of us liked the sound of that but we agreed and one at a time went into the bathroom to get ready for bed.

Once we all got into bed Nate reminded us of the rules several times while we abided and Logan simply held me without trying anything improper.

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“Wake up” Logan said as he tossed both Nate and Susan’s bags onto their bed. We had woken up early and picked up the bags at the front desk of the hotel. Their dad had packed them clothes and basic bathroom necessities and shipped them overnight since we were so quick to leave.

Nate rolled out of bed with a groan.

“You slept fully clothed?” Logan laughed.

“He’s embarrassed.” Susan explained on behalf of Logan.

“Of what?”

“Bein undressed around you.”

“What?!”

“Well not you, but Zac.” Susan laughed.

I smiled and just shook my head as Logan smacked Nate on the back of the head in disgust.

Susan ran in front of Nate “I get the shower first.”

“You shit.” Nate scoffed as the door slammed in front of him.

Logan and I laughed. I laid down on the bed and started flipping through the channels while Logan sat on the edge of the bed next to me.

“What are you so happy about, she’s gonna take forever and we’ll never get out. She’ll take all the hot water.”

“We already showered and are ready to go. You’ll be the last one in there before we head out.” Logan replied.

“Great now I’m definitely not gonna get a hot shower you ass. Wait, you showered separate right?” Nate glared.

“Yes you twat, we followed your stupid rules.”

“Good.”

“Whatever. We’ll be good in bed and will shower separate, but that’s all you get.” Logan said irritated and grabbed my collar pulling me a few inched forward and kissed me furiously. I leaned forward holding the back of his head as our tongues melded.

“I know you’re just trying to gross me out, but it’s not gonna work. I’m happy for you and if you wanna kiss the man you love then go for it. I just don’t want you having sex in the same hotel room as me.” He paused for a second as Logan continued kissing me. “For Christ’s sake you two, don’t you need to come up for air?”

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During the week, Logan showed me around his old hangouts and his schools. We said hello to some old professors and friends. We went around London and I just took it all in as best I could. Every night, we went out to a different bar or pub before returning to our hotel room.

The week was up and we were returning to Logan’s parent’s house today. Logan and I had been restless all week following Nate’s rules and couldn’t wait to get back to our own hotel room in Ireland.

“Finally, now I can shower and we can get out of here.” Nate said as he got out of bed when Susan got out of the bathroom. Nate had been last in every day. But now he was more comfortable and was seeping in his underwear rather than fully dressed.

“Nice ass, must run in the family” I snickered as Nate walked to the bathroom and gave me a sarcastic face in response.

“Be nice.” Logan said as he rolled over partially on top of me as we lay on the bed waiting for his siblings to get ready. His head was on my chest by my collarbone as he held me.

I turned my head and kissed him. He sat up slightly to kiss me back and his hand moved up and down my stomach before he put his hand under my shirt and began feeling my stomach and chest as we kissed. I pulled his hand out as it was getting me too excited.

“Alright, you two are absolutely adorable together but seriously settle down until you’re alone.” Susan said.

“What? Why, we’re just kissing?” I asked, confused.

“My brutha is practically busting out of his jeans. Just settle down until you’re alone, then do whatever you want.” She replied and Logan turned bright red and turned his hips to hide his crotch and then hid his blushing face in my shoulder.

“What’s wrong with him?” Nate asked emerging from the bathroom in his underwear still drying the rest of himself off.

“Nothing, he’s just horny.” I laughed. “Ow!” I yelped as Logan jabbed me with his elbow.

Susan rolled her eyes, “Let’s go. Nate can get dressed while we bring the stuff down and check out.”

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“Alright, we’ll go back to the house and get unpacked and pick you back up for dinner later tonight.” Nate said as we got out of his car at our hotel.

We rushed into the hotel room and dropped our bags not caring where they fell. Logan grabbed me and kissed me passionately as he pulled my shirt over my head. I undid his belt and pushed him down on the bed. I pulled his pants open and pulled them and his underwear to his knees as I kissed his stomach under his shirt. Wasting no time I inhaled Logan, moving my head up and down, twisting side to side. As precum immediately began to flow, Logan put his hand on the back of my head and began thrusting his hips slightly.

“Agh suck that cock” he grunted as he continued fucking my throat. It was maybe a minute before cum exploded down my throat, filled my mouth, and flowed out of my mouth as I tried to keep up.

Before I could even attempt to swallow all of his cum he pulled me off and threw me to the bed. His softening cock was covered in cum as was the inside and outside of my mouth.

He ripped my jeans off of me and I lay naked before him. He pulled off his shirt and quickly lifted my legs up and gulped my balls in his mouth playing with them with his tongue. I began jacking off as he sucked my balls. He then moved his head down and jammed his mouth onto my hole, attacking my ass with his tongue I gasped excitement. Tonguing my hole, eating my ass I didn’t last long. His tongue inide me and his scruff against my ass and thigh, I pumped myself and unloaded on my stomach. Logan quickly came up to my cock and sucked the last few spurts of cum and went back to my ass. Rimming me with my own cum briefly before he crawled up on top of me and kissed me intensely as I continued to try and catch my breath.

He didn’t wait. He rolled me on to my stomach, spread my ass cheeks with his hands, and spit a couple times in my already well lubricated hole. He tongued my hole once more before I felt the tip of his cock, still wet with cum, pushing inside of me.

He lay on top of me and whispered in my ear “Are you alright?”

“God yeah, do it.” I managed to say as I panted.

He pinned my arms at my sides as I lay on my stomach. Logan was inside of me and in total control. He began thrusting in and out. I grunted with every thrust, pinned down and being fucked faster and faster. Logan was being rough with me like I’ve never experienced before. He was aware of my mood, he was polite and always asked if I was ok and even did once this time, but we knew each other much better now. We knew when the other was uncomfortable or hurt. I wasn’t afraid; I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, but he was getting very rough. I liked it; I loved it. He had me pinned and was thrusting harder and deeper. I was already beginning to regain my erection.

Logan released my arms and grabbed hold of my shoulders and pulled me into him over and over. I was moaning into my pillow as he forced himself harder and harder inside me; cum shot onto the bed sheets beneath me as I bit down on the pillow grunting and moaning and panting louder. Less than a minute later I felt another wave of cum, this time inside of me as Logan climaxed and collapsed.

He fell to the side of me. Panting myself, I rolled to my side and faced him. He was on his back with his arms lying over his head as he panted heavily. Droplets of sweat covered his body, the hair on his chest and underarms looked like he had just stepped out of the shower. I cuddled next to him, kissed his collarbone and down his chest to his right nipple before I rested my head on the middle of his chest taking in his taste and scent while my head rose and fell with his chest to his heavy breathing.

I closed my eyes, getting caught in the moment as Logan ran his fingers through my hair as we continued panting. “I love you, “ he said softly.

I smiled and lifted my head to rest on his sweaty bicep and looked into his beautiful blue eyes. He had a tear roll down the corner of his eye and down his temple. I wiped it away with my thumb “What’s wrong?”

“Absolutely nothin’. I’ve never been happier in my life. I love you so much.” Another tear rolled down his cheek as he turned his head, smiled, pulled my in close and kissed me softly.

“That was pretty amazing” I smiled.

He laughed “I don’t mean that. Well not just that.” Logan sighed, “I mean everything. Coming out to my friends and family, being so accepted and everyone so happy for me and for us. Being able to share this past week with you and show you around and being with you now. I just couldn’t be happier. I just love you more than…more than I knew I could love anyone.”

Now it was my turn to cry as tears fell down my face, “I love you too. I don’t know how. We’ve been together for only four months, but I am so in love with you I can’t believe it.”

He put his hand on my cheek and kissed me again.

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“What’s wrong here? I feel like I’m missing something.” I asked Susan. Nate had picked us up at the hotel and brought us to the house but I got stopped outside as their dad brought Logan inside and we all waited outside. I made sure Logan wanted me to stay outside and he agreed and went inside to talk with his parents.

“They just want to talk with Logan alone to work stuff out.” Susan said very evenly.

“Well, it can’t be good. You have no expression and Nate looks upset pacing himself by the car.” I leaned against Nate’s car as he walked around in front of it and Susan was standing next to me. The front door to the house was only ten feet away, but I still couldn’t hear anything. Susan didn’t react to my comment and Nate just kept pacing. “This is really bad isn’t it?”

“We’ll just wait here for a bit.” Susan said.

“If it weren’t bad then you’d correct me so it’s obviously bad. Can’t you at least tell me what you know so I can be prepared when Logan is done in there?” I pleaded for answers.

“It’s bad ok!” Nate said frustrated. “Mum can’t get over it and won’t accept he’s gay. It’s fuckin shit and we’re hopin they can talk it out and make it work ok? We weren’t gonna say nothing til it’s done, but I guess you should know.” He had tears in his eyes and went back to pacing in front of the car.

I looked at Susan. She had an upset look on her face as well and just nodded to confirm what her brother had told me.

We waited for another five minutes before Logan walked out of the house, “Let’s go.”

Nate went straight to the driver’s side and got in the car Susan did the same and I opened the door for Logan. He was stone cold. No emotion just a cold angry look on his face.

We got in the car and Logan didn’t say a word. I let him be so he could work it out and Susan did the same. I thought that he would eventually say something and we could react off of that.

We got to the hotel and into our hotel room where Logan immediately hugged me and began crying uncontrollably.

“Don’t you dare say that!” Nate raised his voice. He was bright red and had tears in his eyes. Nate was angry and emotional but he wasn’t yelling at Logan, he was yelling at the situation. “Mum loves you, she’s always loved you and that’s never gonna change. You got that? She just doesn’t understand and it’s shit, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t love you!” He wiped his eyes and started for the door.

“We’ll be back a little later. We’re gonna get a room in the hotel tonight and stay with you guys tonight but first we’re gonna go home quick. Will you be ok for a bit?” Susan sniffled a little but was probably the most composed of the three.

Logan nodded into my neck and I relayed the message and they left.

“Come on baby. Let’s lay down.” I said guiding him into bed. We laid down and he began to tell me what happened.

It was difficult to make out exactly what happened because of his muffled words as he cried. I concluded that his dad defended him and supports him while his mom basically disowned him.

“Fuck” he cried out “Why do I have to love a man?” He pounded his fist on my chest as he cried.

Tears filled my eyes as I knew he was hurting and I didn’t know what to do and now this was making him hate that he loved me and I couldn’t help but feel hurt. “I’m sorry baby.”

“I hate this” he continued pounding my chest, “I never wanted to love a man.”

My heart was breaking. My chest hurt as if he was jabbing a knife through my chest with his pounds. Physically the pounding didn’t bother me, mentally and emotionally his words hurt worse than anything I’d ever felt. I understood that he didn’t want to be gay. I went through that when I was younger and no one wants to be so different, but I loved him and he loved me and now he was saying he hates that he loves a man and that he never wanted to. He doesn’t want to love me and never wanted to love me.

As my heart was breaking over the way I felt, my heart was breaking a hundred times worse for his pain and suffering over his own mother disowning him because he loves me.

“I’m sorry baby. I don’t know what else to say.”

“You don’t have to say anything.” He pounded one last time and then grabbed a handful of my shirt and clutched it tight. “I love you Zac. I never wanted to love a man. I hated being gay all my life, but I love you”

“I’m sorry”

“NO!” he cried, “I want to love you. There’s no one else I want to love.”

The pressure on my heart relaxed but I still didn’t know how to comfort him. I just held him and let him talk about his pain over his mother’s feelings.

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“Good, you’re back” Their mom said as Susan and Nate walked in the door.

They came down after they had packed up their luggage. It didn’t take long as they had only brought a couple weeks worth of luggage to begin with when they came home from university.

Nate loaded Susan’s things in his car and they were just about to leave the house when Nate couldn’t resist, “How could you do this mum?”

“I beg your pardon?”

Susan joined, “He’s your son, he just wants you to support him.”

“That’s not my son, this is my son,” she said gesturing to Nate.

“How dare you mum? There’s nothing wrong with Logan. He’s my brutha and your son an if you don’t see him that way then I’m not your son either.” Nate shouted.

“It’s unnatural!” She barked back. “God didn’t make him that way. Jesus said so and we cannot accept that choice.”

“Fuck your God!” Susan grabbed Nate to calm him down. “No, let go of me.” He shrugged her off as she faded to the background and watched things play out as her father was doing in the doorway as well.

“If Jesus is the kind of man you say then fuck the sodding prick! I want nothing to do with him. If you and your God can’t accept my brotha for loving a man then forget both of ya. He’s got every right to love and it doesn’t matter who it is. Da can see that, why can’t you? Da hasn’t been diluted by that sodding book or those self-righteous pricks in the church. They know nothing about Logan and I’d expect that shit from them but not you. You should no better” He started toward the door before turning back at his stunned mother, “Logan is my brutha and your son. He’s a good man and I’m damn proud of him. I hope you open your bloody eyes mum. Your son is in love with a man and there’s not a damn thing wrong with that. Zac is a good man and I’ll be proud to call him my brutha one day.” He scoffed at her and slammed the door behind them as he and Susan went to the car and drove to the hotel with their things.

“Where did that come from?” Susan asked as they drove away.

“I don’t wanna talk about it.” Nate said angrily with tears streaming down his face.

“Logan’s lucky to have you as his brutha. I don’t know if that was the best thing to say to mum, but I’m proud of you for sticking up for him.”

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